The Last Dance

Every step that we tread The dead are behind us Throwing shadows out over our heads And they live far in front of us No oceans left to cross No mountains left to climb 'Cause that's what I've been told And it's got so hard to look around And see just who can save you If you don't have a pot of gold Was there ever a time Like this? As the noise of the past Builds up into a crescendo The layers of rubbish makes their plea Amplified a million times or more But our heads just can't cope as we fall Into the arms of the waiting mystics Books burning, barrels turning A billion wasted futures light up the night sky Small hopes flash past the [unverified] While foreign forces wait and pray And a fear of the future is so deep in our hearts That they'll all but destroy ourselves Like the centuries old feuds Being updated with high tech weapons In the end, it's not the future But the past that'll get us I always believed [unverified] like this cost lives That's why I was always in line for the sacrifice But now my eyes point ahead Away from the ghosts of the dead